kirsty wither Shards of light Bounce Reflected from icey ground The air is hushed and Silence abounds Frosted branches shiver As night draws on Diamond icicles quiver And are quickly gone Footprints and trails Soon covered from snow fallen fresh No sign of life of friend or foe Bright shines the moon in a midnight sky Casting purpled shadows As tawnied owls fly |
Monday, 29 April 2013
the cold light of night
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